Qi Mu was stunned, and although the other ancestors were suffering, they all looked at Qi Mu. The stone man smiled and said, "This is the only way, do you want to sacrifice your life to save them?" ”

Qi Mu frowned and said, "You guy, are you lying to me?" If you are also an ancestor, why don't you see that you are suffering from the heavenly calamity? I see, you're trying to trick me into committing suicide here, aren't you! ”

He said that with the force of his hand, he directly lifted the stone man up, and his feet were hanging in the air, and he was about to throw it down. It's strange to say, the stone man was still boundless in mana before, but now he has no power to restrain the chicken, and Qi Mu has no magic power, so he can even arrest him.

The stone man smiled: "Didn't I also have a catastrophe? If it weren't for the Tribulation, I wouldn't be where I am now. ”

This stone man calls himself Chu Xianliu, it stands to reason that he is the first generation of patriarchs, the pioneer of the art of immortal flow, how can it not be like this, is Chu Xianliu's heavenly tribulation different from other ancestors' heavenly tribulation?

Qi Mu shouted: "If you explain all this to me clearly, I will believe you." ”

"I can't tell you, only you know." The stone man laughed, "Besides, I don't ask you to save them." Although they have endured such pain, they will never die, and once they pass today, they can be dashing for a while. ”

Qi Mu pushed away the stone man, jumped off the tombstone himself, and ran to Patriarch Wen Xin to see. At this moment, the lightning struck down, and the lightning rushed towards Wen Xin's body.

Qi Mu didn't think about it, he reached out and grabbed it, but he didn't catch anything, and the thunder and lightning passed through Qi Mu's palm, right in the heart. Wen Xin trembled, and his face was full of pain.

After the thunder and lightning, a black whip flew out of the stone tablet and hit Wen Xin again. Qi Mu hurriedly grabbed it, but the whip still passed through his arm and hit Wen Xin hard. Wen Xin screamed, obviously unable to resist.

Qi Mu has a good sense of warmth, she was gentle and relative to herself from the beginning, not to mention saying a little bit to help herself. Seeing that she was hurt, Qi Mu couldn't bear it, hesitated slightly, followed by his left hand holding the flowing stone, slashing towards his right arm, and blood lines shot out and sprinkled on the stone tablet on Wen Xin's back.

The stele lit up with milky white brilliance, enveloping Wen Xin in it, and the surrounding thunder and lightning whipping began to slow down, but it still fell on Wen Xin.

Qi Mu's blood shot out, his body had already begun to tremble, and there was a suction force in the stone tablet that wanted to absorb all his blood.

Qi Mu hurriedly reached out to hold the wound on his arm, and then retreated, so as to avoid the blood from flowing. But in this way, Wen Xin is even more painful, and it hurts even more to slow down and fall like this compared to every blow that falls quickly.

The stone man stood on the tombstone and shouted: "It's just that these can't be done, you have to put more blood, hahaha, Qi Mu, it's up to you to do it!" ”

The other patriarchs all looked at Qi Mu, but when they saw Qi Mu's face pale, they turned their heads back one by one. Wen Xinxiu frowned, stretched hard, and said with a forced smile: "No need, Qi Mu, you are a kind person, it doesn't matter." ”

When Wen Xin said this, Qi Mu was even more entangled, then looked at several other ancestors, and finally looked at the stone man.

"That's it! It can really make me die! Qi Mu turned his heart sideways, rushed to the tombstone of Wen Xin, let go of his arm, and the blood turned into a line and shot straight through, as if building a bridge between the stone monument and his arm, but this bridge was made of blood.

Qi Mu's blood melted into the stele, and the light of the stele became more obvious, and several other tombstones began to shine. Qi Mu only felt dizzy, his feet were weak, and he fell directly to the ground, but the blood still flew out, and then divided into several strands, which merged into the tombstones of the ancestors.

Qi Mu reluctantly raised his head, looking at this scene, and a wry smile broke out in his heart. This time it's really over, I didn't want to save anyone else at all, I just wanted to save Wen Xin, look at this formation, all the ancestors have to save the catastrophe, how much can I have? I'm afraid I'm going to have to explain it here.

Although Qi Mu is young, after stepping into Qimen, he often finds himself in danger, and the tip of the knife wanders, but he has developed an open-minded character, and he really faces death, but he can face it calmly.

When he saw his blood flowing out, he became more and more calm, and shouted directly: "Ancestors, let the kid come and save your heavenly calamity, go, go!" ”

All the ancestors looked at Qi Mu with strange expressions on their faces. Qi Mu's blood line went straight out, and the feeling of nausea and boredom surged again, followed by lightheadedness, and fainted.

I don't know how long it took, Qi Mu woke up from a haze. He raised his head and looked, and the stone tablets around him seemed to be that he was still in the immortal sleeping mound, but the ancestors were gone.

Qi Mu struggled, his wrist was in sharp pain, and when he looked down, the wound had been closed, leaving only a red line, although there was no bleeding, it was still painful.

"Am I alive?" Qi Mu muttered to himself, sat up, and said with a smile: "Oh my God, how much blood I have donated, and I am still alive." Tut-tut, it seems that it is still useful to eat more red dates at ordinary times. ”

He took care of himself, then stood up and looked around, empty. Qi Mu shouted a few times, but no one responded, and walked around the stone monument, but there was still no one. He thought about it carefully, then clapped his hands and shouted, "I know, I must have lifted the catastrophe of these ancestors, and the ancestors were free, and they all left." No, they can't get out of here, can they go? ”

Qi Mu thought about it for a long time, but he didn't know the result, but he always felt that he was left here, and he felt a little uncomfortable, and couldn't help but say: "These patriarchs, it's really too much, Dao Master, I worked hard to save you, and I left without saying a word, at least say a word of thanks, or say goodbye." ”

He complained a few words and was about to leave, but he heard laughter behind him: "See? I bet he doesn't really want to save us, he just wants to save Wen Xin. ”

Qi Mu was taken aback, and hurriedly turned around, but saw that on each stone tablet, there was a flame-like thing, jumping and shaking, in color, there were red and white, black and blue, very weird.

"Something!" Qi Mu stepped back, wanting to mention Qili, but found that Qili was sealed by Ou Qinglong and could not be used, so he could only concentrate on his own guard.

The red flame jumped for a moment, and then a voice came out: "Boy, what are you afraid of?" This voice is the same as Jiu Zhaolin's voice.

Qi Mu was stunned for a moment, and his eyes widened: "You, you are the ancestor of Jiu Zhaolin?" ”

"Isn't that me?" The red flame shook a few more times, and then continued to make a sound: "Boy, didn't you just think about saving us, just thinking about saving Wen Xin, if it weren't for the fact that the tombstones were connected to each other, I'm afraid that you just wanted to save Wen Xin, and you wouldn't care about us, right?" ”

Qi Mu smiled: "Yes! You all give me problems, but only Patriarch Wenxin is the best for me. Of course I can't die without help. ”

An orange flame flickered, followed by a warm laugh: "Thank you, Qi Mu." I haven't been nice to you either, but you're a nice person. ”

Qi Mu looked at the orange flame, needless to say, this is naturally the Wenxin Patriarch. Look at the black flame next to it, it is the ancestor of Xiao Renxing, the yellow flame, on the tombstone of the ancestor of Zhongbo Tian, the blue flame, on the tombstone of the ancestor Ou Qinglong, the gray flame is on the stone tablet of the ancestor of Chenyue, and the last white flame is naturally the stone man.

Qi Mu saw it in his eyes and couldn't help but say: "Ancestors, seeing that your voice is as usual, it should be my blood, and the heavenly tribulation has been lifted, isn't it?" ”

The orange flame jumped, and Wen Xin smiled, "Yes." This catastrophe comes every month, and each time it lasts for a day, and each time it will torture us for more than half a month, and we can't recover. If you don't come, we will have to suffer forever. ”

Qi Mu smiled: "I am a descendant of Xianliu, this is what I should do." Ladies and gentlemen, since it's okay, why don't you show up to see you? ”

The red flame swayed, and Jiu Zhaolin smiled heartily: "Aren't we right here?" What more do you want to see? ”

Qi Mu said strangely: "Why are all the ancestors like flames? Please also show up. ”

The flames of all colors shook, and laughter came from each one. Jiu Zhaolin smiled: "Which of you will tell him?" This kid is quite honest, I can't bear to tease him anymore. ”

Ou Qinglong also smiled: "Do you have a pure heart, and you can't pretend to say anything." ”

Qi Mu listened to everyone's conversation, and his heart sank. What does it mean to pretend, are these people not ancestors, but have been pretending and deceiving themselves? Isn't it in vain to sacrifice one's own blood to save others?

Qi Mu was shocked, but saw a white flame floating out, suspended in front of Qi Mu. Qi Mu subconsciously took a step back, the white flame shook, and then let out a laugh: "All this will be told to you, it can be regarded as a reward for you." ”

Qi Mu frowned: "If you want to say it, say it quickly." ”

"Why don't you ask?" White Flame smiled and said, "Before, the two of us guessed the riddle, and it was very good for you to ask me and answer." Now don't guess the riddle, just ask the question, and I'll tell you everything. ”

Qi Mu blurted out: "Who are you, are you the Immortal Ancestor!" ”

"Yes and no." White Flame smiled and said, "The Immortal Flow Technique, straight to the Heavenly Machine." Cultivating immortal flow is the process of becoming an immortal. It's a pity that manpower is short, and the saying of becoming an immortal is a dream after all, at best, it doesn't live one or two hundred years longer, but it can't live with the sky. How can a mortal body survive to this day and still exist? ”

Qi Mu shouted, "I know! You are the ghosts of the ancestors! ”

"Yes and no." The white flame spoke the same words again, and Qi Mu's teeth itched when he heard it, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Can you not sell Guanzi?" What the hell are you guys? ”

Qi Mu was already a little annoyed, especially hating this white flame who liked to guess riddles and talk around. The white flame smiled and said: "Immortal Stream Qimen, after a person dies, there is one thing that lives forever. That's what we are. ”

Eternal life? Qi Mu thought about it again and again, and then patted his head: "You guys, are you Xianliu Yuanying?" ”